Two logs and three takers
Two logs and three takers
I texted your mom to let you stay longer
I want performance, not excuses
Apple picking and stepbro dicking
You had my food, now you have me
Husband couldn't fill that hole
Will you still call me after?
You can't and will not escape
I hear she's dying for two cocks at once
Let me guess, you want them
Hit that fucking high pitch note
So you never had real pussy before?
Let the pussy feel neglected
Your holes want it